"When I said disguises, I really just meant wearing their clothes, Straw-hat-ya…" Law told the captain as he looked over at him. Luffy was wearing the marine uniform, but he had also stuffed his shirt with two apples and put the end of a mop on his head.

"The point of a disguise is to not look like yourself, Law-guy." Luffy slightly patronizingly explained to the man. Law really hated that he was right.

"I'm not going as a woman." Law stated clearly. Luffy nodded.

"Right, too many women could be suspicious as well." Luffy rubbed his chin in thought.

"Maybe I can just fashion a mustache…" Law looked around for something he could paste on his face. Meanwhile, Usopp was busy at the mirror with his own transformation. He suddenly turned and puffed out his chest. He had clothed himself in one of Sanji's suits and had drawn his eyebrows into curls.

"Introducing… Hyakuji!" Usopp announced, posing for the others. Chopper and Luffy immediately clapped, amazed.

"Wow, good idea Usopp! You look just like them!" Luffy commended, taking the marker for himself and trying to curl his own eyebrows. "Then I will be… Carl!"

"No, no, Captain. Sanji and his brothers were all named after numbers it seems… Ichiji being one, Sanji being three, and Yonji being four. So, they probably also have another brother named Niji, meaning two. So like me, you should use a number." Usopp explained. Luffy nodded, understanding.

"Well then I'll be zero then, so Reiji." Luffy finished drawing his eyebrows. They were a bit crooked and made him look perpetually angry.

"How about Reiju? It sounds a bit more feminine if you're going as a girl." Robin suggested, one of her arms appearing on Luffy's chest and straightening his mop-hair.

"Good! Alright, infiltration team is ready to go!" Luffy called out as Law had found an empty barrel to hide in.

"Are you sure you can carry me in?" Law asked Usopp who looked insulted.

"Of course Tra-guy! Look at these muscles!" Usopp flexed. Law looked hesitant but got into the barrel, handing his sword to Usopp to carry.

"Alright, we'll head in first! Remember to wait for the signal before you do anything!" Usopp told the others.

"Best of luck!" Nami replied back and waved as the three headed off on the marine ship towards the island.

Sanji wiped the blood trickling down his chin as he glared over at his blue haired brother, Niji. They had been sparring under the supervision of their father. If they had been fighting on pure skill, it seemed like Sanji would have had the advantage, however the Vinsmoke family used their technological advances to their advantage. Niji wasn't even sweating as he faced his younger brother, floating in the air from his powered boots.

"Is this some sort of stupid pride, eh brother? That you won't use the suit?" Niji asked. They had provided Sanji with a raid suit to boost his power as well, but Sanji kept refusing.

"I don't want to look like a moron." Sanji replied angrily, charging up his leg with flames. The two charged at one another, and Sanji struck his brother with incredible speed. Niji blocked with his arm, but the force still caused him to fly backwards and crash into a tree some distance away. Judge watched the interaction with a blank look on his face. If he was surprised that Sanji actually landed a blow on his brother, he didn't show it.

"Your opponent is down, why aren't you attacking?" Judge asked from the sidelines. Sanji looked over, aggravated at his father.

"Look here, I promised Mom I'd help out but that doesn't mean I'm going to follow all your cruel methods… She said you've changed, but I've yet to see it." Sanji shook his head and then turned, heading back to their castle.

"Brother… how long are you going to drag that girl around? She's still an enemy you know." Yonji said as he walked along side of Ichiji, who was pulling Zoro along by hand. Zoro was looking around the castle, noting all the windows and exits she passed.

"Be quiet Yonji, I know perfectly well… I will put her in the dungeon when I am finished with her." Ichiji replied, then waved his brother off. "Now go and report about running into Sanji's pirate group to father."

"Fine… " Yonji rolled his eyes and went off, mumbling about unfairness.

"He's right, you know." Zoro spoke up, looking over at Ichiji.

"I can handle a girl like you." Ichiji replied offhandedly, pulling her into a dining room. Ichiji called over a butler and ordered him to bring some wine and something light to eat. He then pulled back a chair for her at the table. Zoro plopped down in the chair and leaned back, looking around.

"This is a pretty fancy place you guys got here. You guys must be loaded…"

"Well, we are royalty after all. Now, woman, I suppose those swords aren't just for show right?" The butler returned and pour them each a glass. Zoro sniffed the drink a moment then shrugged and downed it immediately.

"No, I like to carry them because they make me pretty. Dumass." Zoro rolled her eyes. Ichiji laughed.

"You're so feisty… and strong it seems…" He sipped his drink and rested his chin on his hand, looking her up and down. "It's incredibly sexy." Zoro's eyebrows shot up. She wasn't so thick as to not realize Sanji's brother hitting on her, but not even Sanji had called her sexy before. She started laughing.

"Wow, you sure are a bit screwy in the head, aren't you? Well I suppose it runs in the family."

"I suppose I am… or just really confident."

"Well I'm just going to be straight, so you'll understand. I don't give a damn about you, I'm only here to break Sanji out of whatever you guys are plotting."

"Hmm… well I think that would be hard for two reasons. One, Sanji doesn't want to go." Ichiji said, holding up one finger and with the nod of his head, the butler refilled her drink.

"Uh huh. And what's the other? That you're super strong or some bullshit like that?" Zoro asked, reaching for her glass. The butler then immediately slammed a previously concealed knife down into her outstretched arm, pinning it to the table.

Zoro let out a shriek of pain as she felt the knife slice through the muscles of her arm. She stared at it, transfixed for a moment in horror before turning back to the red-haired man, her teeth gritted.

Ichiji was grinning.

"Something like that. You know, we did our research as well, swordsman Roronoa Zoro." Zoro reached with her free hand to pull out the knife. This time, the butler struck just as fast and pinned her other arm to the table as well. The color started fading from Zoro's face. She had greatly underestimated the situation. She assumed that because Ichiji was girl crazy, he was stupid as well. But that clearly wasn't the case. Now Zoro was sitting across a maniac who had managed to pin both her arms down, practically rendering herself useless.

"You bastard…" Her eyes flicked around the room. She wasn't going to give up. She'd been hurt worse before.

"Ooops… huh, I wonder how you're going to slice me open now." Ichiji set his glass down and stood. He reached over and placed his hands on both knives that were still pinning her arms down to the table. He pushed them forward slightly, causing Zoro to wince. In that moment, he leaned over and stole a quick kiss before Zoro could get ahold of herself enough to bite or headbutt him in retaliation.

"I'm going to kill you!" She yelled and tried to jerk her arms free from the table. Ichiji held the knives down with the weight of his body and Zoro only succeeded in ripping more of her flesh.

"We'll see who dies first." Ichiji then turned back towards the butler. "Take her down to the dungeon. She can be our collateral if the clone can't get the job done."

The last thing Zoro saw was Ichiji's retreating body as something hard and blunt hit the back of her head.

Sanji's mind was spinning. He was getting frustrated with the training with his brothers and father, so much so that he was almost questioning his mother's judgement. She doesn't understand what she's encouraging. She just doesn't know.

When he returned to the castle, he went straight for his mother's room. She opened the door after he knocked and the first thing he did was pull her into a hug.

"Sanji dear? Are you okay?" She asked, rubbing his back slowly.

"Mother… why don't we just run away..? You can come with us… I'm sure my crew would accept you with open arms." He said, pulling back to look her in the eyes. "Or… or we can just run together. Maybe find a quiet village somewhere."

"Oh Sanji… what happened this time?"

"I just… Judge is so harsh. I don't like this. I hate training with them. I don't understand why we need to make the kingdom bigger. Aren't our lands big enough? Why is Germa so greedy? I don't want to fight for this." Sanji admitted, his voice shaking. "I miss my friends… I'm not happy here…"

"You've always been such a sensitive boy…" Sora shook her head and pulled away from him. "Why are you doing this to me? Why are you trying to hurt me… I love you, and I love my family. Why are you trying to tear our family apart? Your father and brothers are fighting for this kingdom, and they only want your support. Don't you care for our kingdom?"

"M-mom… no, I…"

"Didn't you say that you loved me…? Were you lying? Do you know how long I've waited and waited for you to return… never hearing anything from you… always terrified that something happened to you!" Sora replied, her voice rising and tears forming in her eyes. Sanji stared down at her in horrified shock.

"Mother… of course I love you! Please don't cry… I love you more than anything… I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you…" Sanji hugged his mother again tightly.

"Halt, state your name." One of the guards at the docks of the Germa Kingdom asked as Luffy, Usopp and Law tried to get off the marine boat they had stolen before.

"Reiju, the wise." Luffy responded, puffing out his now much larger chest. The guard looked at Luffy's eyebrows and chest, then nodded and wrote something down on his clipboard.

"Welcome back Princess Reiju. If you'll come this way, we will prepare a carriage to the castle for you and…" The guard looked then at Usopp.

"Hyakuji. Hyakuji of the gods. God Hyakuji." Usopp replied, then patted the barrel beside him. "And this is my barrel."

The guard looked confused but nodded.

"Y-Yes… God Hyakuji. Shall I carry your barrel for you?"

"Of course, peasant! Do you think a god like myself carries things?" Usopp huffed and started walking to a carriage that just pulled up.

"O-of course not, God Hyakuji!" The guard scrambled to pick up the barrel that contained Law. Startled at the weight of it, the other guard came over to help.

"Be careful with that, there's a person in there." Luffy told them. The guards looked at him, alarmed.

"O-oh! Don't worry, he's uh… dead.. uh.. yeah, just a dead body…nothing to worry about…" Usopp explained. The guards looked horrified. "So.. yes, be careful! Bring that to my room! I need it for later!" The guards dropped the barrel. A groan of pain came from the barrel. The two guards jumped away from it.

"Haha… must just be uh.. air escaping the body…" Usopp continued, rubbing the back of his neck. "Anyway.. uh, put that in my room. And be careful, don't want to damage it!" He grabbed Luffy's arm and they quickly hurried over to the carriage.

Once they were out of sight, the guard glanced at his friend, then shoved the barrel into the ocean with a whistle and they walked away.

It was as they had suspected, something was terribly wrong here. Zoro had woken up in a dingy looking cell, her swords taken from her. Looking down, the wounds from earlier had stopped bleeding, but were caked with dried blood and carelessly tied with rags. Thankfully the wounds were straight cuts, but they were still incredibly painful and she had trouble moving her arms. They hung limply at her side.

She looked around the room, taking notice of anything that could be of help for her escape. She seemed isolated; while there were other cells, they were all empty. Her own cell didn't comprise of much. There were chains on the wall for locking someone up, an old tray, and what appeared to be a helmet of some sort with a lock on it. She scooted over to try to figure out of it could be any use. When she scooted closer though, she noticed there were some carvings in the wall. There were the usual lines of someone counting their days confined, but there was also something else. It seemed like crude drawings. She squinted, trying to figure out what the shapes were.

Her stomach growled.

She tilted her head, and it hit her. She was looking at doodles of food. Now that she understood what it represented; she could put it together. It was someone planning out the arrangement of a dish. She immediately thought of Sanji, but the indentations of the drawings seemed old, some dust was caught in the lines. She looked over at the helmet she saw earlier and moved it closer with her foot. It seemed to lock in place over the person's head, but it also seemed much too small for a normal adult.

As she was putting this information together, she heard footsteps coming towards her direction. She leaned against the wall and used its support to push herself to her feet, wanting to be prepared for anything. Her hands hung limply at her sides, but she still had a head and fully intended to use it in anyway needed.

She had expected Ichiji to have returned to taunt her again but was surprised to see it was a woman. A woman with pink hair and swirly eyebrows. She was carrying a tray of food and walked over to the cell, her face void of expression.

"Who are you?" Zoro asked, still posed to attack if need be. Reiju opened a slot in the door and shoved a tray of food into the cell.

"Reiju. I am Sanji's older sister." She replied, looking Zoro over and pausing at her bloody arms. "And you are Roronoa Zoro. My brother's lover." She turned to leave.

"Wait! Where is Sanji? Is he okay?" Zoro asked desperately. Reiju paused and looked over her shoulder at the swordsman.

"He's breaking." She replied before walking back out of the room.

Sanji rubbed his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror as he stood in the bathroom. His eyes were slightly red and shadowed. Stubble had appeared in patches along his jaw. He had forgotten to shave. Or maybe he just didn't care anymore. He felt exhausted. He felt like he was going crazy. He just wanted everything to stop.

He splashed some water onto his face before going to meet his mother for their usual afternoon tea. She was his sole source of strength here. His sole source of love. He clung to her desperately. Her bright smile, her caring touch. Though, these days he had seemed to disappoint her more and more. He was failing as a good son. He was failing in giving her the love she deserved. He would have to try harder.

He headed down the hall and reached her door, raising his hand to knock on it. However, he felt something. He felt a presence through his Haki that he hadn't felt in quite a long time. Zoro. Zoro was here.

AN: For those curious, Usopp's chosen name Hyaku means 100 I'm pretty sure. I also have no knowledge of the Japanese language, but even if the names don't work, it doesn't really matter because well its the strawhats and they would make stupid mistakes too.

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